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The bright side of the planet moves toward darkness And the cities are falling asleep, each in its hour, And for me, now as then, it is too much, There is too much world.
trumspringa
"Stag In Winter"
Still, it makes you wonder. How many of your snapshots could easily be replaced by a thousand identical others?
What else is there to say? When you get your cue, you say your line.
looseleft
"Epilogue to a Lost Epic"
the Til
"The Kraken Waketh"
volander
"L'Appel Du Vide"
licotic
"Butterfly (Do You Remember Being the Worm?)"
exulansis
la cuna
"The Troubling History of Lord Bodding of the Inlet"
OZURIE
"Escapism", "Epilogue to a Lost Epic"
Spare a thought for poor Dorothy, the orphan girl of Kansas, who dreams in color but lives in black and white.
idlewild
rückkehrunruhe
"Remember the Iffrit"
mahpiohanzia
"L'Appel Du Vide", "The Air Will Catch Us"
merrenness
"Moloch's Children"
BALLAGÀRRAIDH
"Stag In Winter"
We need to believe that we corrupted a place that had always been pure. But maybe all along, we had the story backward. Maybe we were the ones who cast out the jungle, who stripped it naked, and tried to teach it good and evil, breaking it down into pieces that served a purpose.
wildred
ringlorn
"Epilogue to a Lost Epic"
gobo
ONISM
"The Kraken Waketh"
“That my soul is a dark forest.” “That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest.”
liberosis
the giltwrights
In the Tolkien legendarium, Trahald is the true name of Sméagol (Gollum), a creature who spent centuries hiding in dark wet caves, enthralled in jealous worship of his precious enchanted ring.
altschmerz
proluctance
1202
ALAZIA
mcfeely
symptomania
fitching
"A Cure For Writing"
solysium
midding
moledro
"Fan Fiction"
hickering
bye-over
lilo
amoransia
"Groupies"
soufrise
hubilance
SONDER
routwash
"Epilogue to a Lost Epic"
making it that much harder to complain about the traffic, knowing that you are traffic.
kuebiko
"Moloch’s Children"
lockheartedness
pax latrina
wytai
anecdoche
